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Burnt Bread
Alright, now that I’ve decided that reaching 50 000 by the end of the month is impossible, I have lots of spare time in which to RP. So if we’re going to play, we might as well play properly so I’ll do a proper set up (excuse my pompousness). Back story: The radio-active storm hit Earth on December 12th 2006 and lasted for approximately 4 days and 20 hours, changing life as it was known on earth. Miraculously, the Earth’s magnetic fields were not substantially damaged during the storm, and no major changes in climate or geography were witnessed. For three days after, nothing dramatic happened and it was initially thought that the storm was of no significant consequence for the human race. Daily lives continued without much interruption. Then it began. Strange news of spontaneous combustion among the population of Europe. A skin epidemic in South East Asia where the skin turned black and crusted. Babies around the world were born with no eyes and ears, or with more limbs than any child should have. Mutation, the scientists said. The radioactive particles of the storm had fundamentally altered the DNA of the human race (yes, I did just rip that straight off the Fantastic 4 movie). The world’s human population took a plunge from nearly 7 billion to a mere 2 billion. Mutations also affected much of the other life-forms on Earth, most notably, the Venus Fly Trap plant that grew exponentially in size and has since become a threat to unsuspecting humans living on the edge of jungles and certain types of forests. Inexplicably, not everyone was affected, and not everyone who was died. After all, random mutation meant that there was the slight possibility that a small mutation may enhance aspects of the human organism rather than harm it. Rare cases of humans gaining ‘superpowers’ were documented around the world. Eventually, the world calmed down once more. Thomas Fisher, the eccentric billionaire of Genei Corporation, (responsible for the antidotes for Creoncipolin and Xyanosis - two fatal diseases caused through mutation), was especially interested in the small group of humans that were positively influenced by the storm. That is, those that had ‘evolved’. And so he called on some favors from countries, assembled some teams and purchased a haughty but modernized 18th Century castle in Scotland to gather such humans for scientific purposes. And here begins the not-too-original role-play. Ecarlet paced along the main hall, clicking her tongue irritated and fidgeting with her folder, flipping it open periodically to scan the list of names before snapping it closed. She could have easily claimed to be the most prudent woman in the world, intolerant of the lazy, the unorganized and the late. And the guests were definitely, undoubtedly late. “I know that look,” her co-worker, Richmond said, slouching over the handrail of the grand stairs. “What look?” she snapped. “That look when you’re about to deal out the ‘Go directly to jail, do not pass go, do not collect $200’ card.” She simply glared at him for words would have definitely been wasted on this man. Both of them were employed by the Genei Corporation to set-up, co-ordinate, arrange and execute the new study on this selected group of humans, but that was the only thing the two had in common. Richmond shrugged and yawned. “Don’t get your p*** in a twist, girl,” he said, unconcerned. “After all the bribes, threats and opportunities Genei Corp has offered to these people, do you think that they would ever refuse the invitation?” He gestured to their luscious surroundings; velvet drapes, gold ornaments, marble patterned floor and columns. “And who wouldn’t want to come live here in a place like this?” Richmond asked. Ecarlet lifted a perfectly plucked eyebrow. “Alright, so there was that one instance where we had to use force,” Richmond rolled his eyes. “But hey, at least we know we have got one for sure!” “Your attempt was not the least bit comforting,” she said coolly. Richmond laughed. “Being a professional, I shall refrain from voicing the innuendoes I could make of the idea of comfort.” “A professional what, idiot?” Ecarlet mumbled to herself. She wished that the guests would arrive soon, if not for the sake of Genei Corp, then for the sake of her sanity. (So someone needs to bring in some characters)
11/26/2006 #1
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(BREAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You're aliiiiiiiiive!!!!!! *super huge giant glomp* .... *regains dignity* *business-like clearing of the throat* Very nice back story. I like it a lot. I'll probably just jump in with a random character... Give me a second to look up a name.....)
11/26/2006 #2
Sakka-Fenikkusu
The doors of the castle swung open, to reveal a short girl with a pleasant smile entered the room, looking around with slightly widened blue eyes over a small, sharp nose. As she reached back instinctively, tightening her brown ponytail, her weight shifted from one foot to another. After a moment, she finally gazed at Richmond and Ecarlet, before giving a pleasant smile and shoving her left hand forward. "Hi. I'm Winifred Durang."
11/26/2006 #3
Burnt Bread
(Of course I'm alive Ms Fen. I know there was radio silence for a week - but I had to go away on a super secret millitary mission in Melbourne where I was not allowed to access any electronic equiptment...) Ecarlet, who was closest, moved forward to greet the girl. She frowned at the hand offered – it was the wrong one, but easily accommodated. The woman took Winifred’s left hand in hers and gave it a firm shake before withdrawing. “Welcome to Genei Corporation’s experimental study here at McLeod Castle. We hope you enjoy your stay here,” said Ecarlet with a professional smile. She had been aware that some of the subjects would be younger humans, but having Winifred standing in front of her consolidated the reality. She would be looking after children. Inwardly, Ecarlet sighed. “Da da-dada da dada-da da da!” Richmond sang and clapped from the stairs, welcoming the girl with a regimental tune. “You get a prize for being the first to arrive!” He peeled himself off the railing and walked down the steps and across the hall to join Winifred and Ecarlet. “So tell me,” he said with a charming smile. “What cursed abnormality landed you here? Telekinesis? Body distortion? Mind control? And where do you come from? Rich? Poor? Space? How exactly did Genei dube you into coming?” In the moment of silence taken to absorb all these questions through the ears and into the brain, Richmond gave a wink. “Of course,” he said, “we already know these things and this is purely for conversational purposes.”
11/27/2006 #4
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(Ah. I know aaaaaaaall about those. *nod nod*) Winifred smiled and put one hand on her hip. "Cursed abnormality? Really, my power isn't a curse... but I figured that you'd want a demonstration, so I brought a little something to make it easier." She pulled from the left pocket in her jeans a single dark grey rock, round and smooth. "When I was born, I had an abnormally large head. I was in the ninety-ninth percentile of head sizes for my age. As I've grown it's become less visible because my body has considerably grown, but my head still possesses an oddity most don't have. None that I'm aware of, really." With that, she lifted the rock to her head and banged it against her skull, then, not even flinching as it collided, repeated the action. "My head is exceptionally hard. Now, if I were more well-to-do I might have brought a diamond or something to show you this, but, as I am only fourteen years old and my parents have minimum-wage jobs, the rock will have to do." She looked around. "But I'm not exactly done. You see, if you bang a rock against something as hard as a diamond, unless there is a considerable amount of force, it probably won't break against it." She paused thoughtfully for a moment, then continued her obviously rehearsed words. "The same is the case for this stone and my head. But if you smash a diamond against a rock, it requires a lot less force..." She set the rock down on the floor, bent down, and brought her head down sharply at it without a second thought. Little grey shards of stone skittered across the floor, and a little piece hit Ecarlet's shoe before bouncing back. Winifred pulled her head back up and, still on her knees, began to pick up the pieces. "Now, I'll just clean up this mess..." As she placed the tiny chunks in her palm, she continued to speak. "As for how Genei got me to come... it didn't take a lot of effort. I'm fourteen, I'm not normal... a bully once punched me and broke his arm. Now that looks really funny when I'm completely uninjured, you know. I just don't fit in with ordinary people. I think it'll be an adventure, see?" Her hand jerked slightly, and all of the fragments fell onto the ground. Muttering a quiet apology, she began to scoop them up again. "And, besides, my parents have enough trouble feeding themselves, let alone me." As soon as all of the portions of the stone were in her hands, she looked left and right, smile suddenly appearing forced. "Where's the trash can, if you don't mind?"
11/27/2006 #5
Locus
There was a flurry of knocking on the door. Honestly, it sounded like a large group of trick or treaters, all scuffling to knock at the same time, and somehow succeeding. There was a pause inside as everyone stared at one another, unsure of why so many people would all be demanding entrance at once. "I'm coming in, ok?" A whiny, male voice called out through the door, and it swung open, revealing a slim young man with tousled hair and wire framed glasses. He dressed in slacks and a button up shirt- the sleeves rolled up, and the tie loosened casually. He peered in, perhaps unsure of what to do next, "I'm sorry I'm late. The elevator got jammed in my building, and I had to wait to be rescued, and then I had to take the stairs, and I missed my carpool, so I had to take a bus..." he trailed off, nervously fidgeting and bouncing on his toes, "May I come in and sit down?"
11/27/2006 #6
Burnt Bread
(Locus!) Richmond gave a long whistle, obviously impressed by Winifred’s display. “Talk about using your head, huh?” he joked. And then they were interrupted by the knocking. "May I come in and sit down?" Ecarlet snapped to attention, surprised that another one had arrived so soon after the first, while Richmond fought back laughter at the new comer’s behaviour. He nudged Ecarlet. “And who might you be?” she asked quickly, opening her folder to scan the lists.
11/27/2006 #7
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(Locus went to bed... haha... that takes the fun out of everything.)
11/27/2006 #8
Locus
"Richard," Richard answered, further loosening his tie, and pushing his glasses back up to rest comfortably on his nose. He squinted, and looked concerned; "Am I at the right place?"
11/28/2006 #9
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(Niiiiice...)
11/28/2006 #10
Burnt Bread
“It would be pretty hard to stumble upon this place by mistake,” Richmond gave a laugh. “Though wouldn’t it be nice if this was a bikini convention instead...” Ecarlet gave her partner a well earned glare. “Alright, but just to be sure,” Richmond went on, “everyone here that is voluntarily or involuntarily participating in the Genei Corporation’s latest experiment on evolutionary mutation, please raise your hand!”
11/28/2006 #11
Sakka-Fenikkusu
Winifred's hand shot into the air, and the pieces of stone she had forgotten about in her hand were flung above her. She coughed slightly at the chalky rock-dust.
11/28/2006 #12
Locus
Almost self-consciously, Richard raised an arm into the air. He uncurled his hand, which was clenched into a fist, and waved it. To everyone's amazement, his hand split at the wrist, becoming one, two, three separate hands. Each one of these waved- and if you looked closely, you'd notice that each of his fingers was capped in a miniature hand- each of which waved slightly as well. Noticing the stares, Richard blushed, and picked at the fingernail that grew on the tip of his nose.
11/28/2006 #13
Sakka-Fenikkusu
Winifred furrowed her brow slightly and blinked several times. She began to rub her eyes, then looked again. Suddenly remembering that they were here because they weren't normal, she tried to assume a calm, cool position but broke into a coughing fit.
11/28/2006 #14
Burnt Bread
Ecarlet jotted something down calmly in her folder while Richmond reared in disgust. “That’s gross!” he said insensitively. “But… er… handy, I guess. Now who’s here for the bikini expo?” Richmond raised his own hand excitedly but was greeted frostily by the rest of the group. “That’s enough fooling around,” Ecarlet ordered. “My instructions were to get everyone settled into the castle upon their arrival. If you don’t mind, Richmond and I will escort you to your allocated rooms for a short rest before a tour of the castle.” After a mocking salute, Richmond strode happily over to Richard, leaving Ecarlet with Winifred. “The male and female residents are up the stairs in opposite wings of the castle,” Richmond explained. “So I guess you’re coming with me!”
11/28/2006 #15
Locus
Richard absently held out a set of hands in greeting, but sheepishly withdrew them when he drew a wary look from Richmond.
11/28/2006 #16
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(Is Richmond taking Winnie too or just Richard? @.@)
11/28/2006 #17
Burnt Bread
Ecarlet tapped Winifred on the shoulder lightly. "This way, Winifred," she said, leading her away from the boys.
11/28/2006 #18
Sakka-Fenikkusu
Winifred nodded nervously, and, crossing her arms over her chest, followed Ecarlet in silence.
11/28/2006 #19
Burnt Bread
"The hell I'm shaking that," Richmond said. "Just follow me and don't get lost." "Ignore him if you can," Ecarlet said for Richard's benifit before gesturing to Winifred. "This way, please." The girls headed up the stairs in an orderly manner, and after a few corridors of expensive oil paintings, stopped at Winifred's en suite. "Any personal items and belongings will be safe in your respective rooms," she explained, punching in a code on the keypad lock door. "only you and I will have access to your room at any time. I've programmed the lock to recognise your fingerprint, so if you'd kindly press your left thumb on the pad, the print should register." Meanwhile, Richard and Richmond ... (to whoever wants to continue it. I don't want to be a story hog)
11/28/2006 #20
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(You're not a story hog. It's YOUR story, silly.)
11/28/2006 #21
Burnt Bread
(But it's not my story! I want other people to get involved in the rp and invent some cool stuff that I can rip off anf use in my stories! That's the whole point of an rp... right?)
11/28/2006 #22
Locus
had encountered a problem. "really?" Richmond asked again. "For the last time. I don't have fingerprints." "Ok, ok, we'll think of something. Anyway, you can keep valuables and the like in your room. Sleep here too, I suppose. Any questions?" "Well, what do we do next?" Richard asked.
11/28/2006 #23
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(Suuuuure Bread. Whateeever you say.)
11/28/2006 #24
Burnt Bread
“Well, Ecarlet suggested that you might want a rest before the tour,” Richmond said. “but I say we get on with it!” He pulled out a map and handed it to Richard. “The castle was refurbished before we arrived so that we would have adequate leisure and testing facilities. So we have a library, and we have that latest Xbox. There’s an indoor pool and gym equipment.” He points to a point on the map. “We are currently here,” Richmond said. “The kitchen is here, and we’ve kept the old armory and a sitting room, as you can see. All of our state-of-the-art equipment is in the old dungeons, as you can see. It’s the only place off limits.” He clapped his hands and rubbed them excitedly. “So, what do you want to see first?”
11/28/2006 #25
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(Pick the Xbox!)
11/28/2006 #26
Locus
I'm actually a bit hungry. I assume we can eat here, right?
11/28/2006 #27
Sakka-Fenikkusu
(Silly Richmond! Everyone knows Xbox beats having to eat! ...though I really would've liked a Wii better... lol)
11/28/2006 #28
Burnt Bread
(damn you and your one liners) “No, the kitchen’s only for decorational purposes,” Richmond said, rolling his eyes. “The kitchen…” said a spooky voice form behind. “is staffed from 6am until late.” Richmond yelped and jumped away, grabbing Richard’s shoulder for security. Further down the corridor stood a sad looking butler with graying skin and panda-worthy eye bags. “Nigel, you scared the s*** out me,” Richmond breathed. “I can feel the lump in my pants!” --- “Is everything ok?” Ecarlet asked the girl gently. She had been oddly quiet after her display with the rock and even though it was none of her business, the welfare of the participants may be an important factor in the experiment.
11/28/2006 #29
Burnt Bread
(btw, anyone can play the butler/cook/any other characters that need to be played. I'm just throwing them out there)
11/28/2006 #30
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